You judge me off the name on my resume, you judge me if I have dreads, you judge me if I have my natural hair moisturized and free all over my head.
Absolutes beget absolutes. We are taught that only our ideology and culture is the best, with the implication that any other way of thinking is less desirable.
I’ve been planning for the moment that my plane touches down by isolating the issues most important to me and joining the platforms of their resistance movements in all ways that I can.
This state smells exactly the same way it looks — like a penis.
We have to abandon the hate and step into the light. We have to embrace light so that we can move forward and make the people matter again. We must force the system to pay attention.
I see people around me every four years thinking that their lives will finally change once their favorite superhero gets elected. And then two years later they admit how disappointed they are.
I failed as a father. My 17 year old is going to visit some colleges today.
“So there aren’t actually kangaroos hopping around everywhere?”
“Do I hug, kiss, shake hands, or wave when I say hello? This is awkward.”